The Alps of New York

The Germans weren’t exactly hiking in their native Alps but they approved of the High Peaks in the Adirondacks anyways. Whew! My teutonic family are still in town this month and with 48 hours free before my next assignment I brought them to Cascade Mnt. just outside of Lake Placid. They sure are an active bunch wanting both the best in brew and the best in biking, hiking and climbing. No wonder they always stay so slim despite enjoying the best Brot (that means bread) in the world. I even found them a fantastic breakfast shop called Soulshine Bagel next to the hotel we’re bunking in. Cascade is one of the smallest High Peaks but offers a 360 degree panaromic view of Marcy, Mount Van Hoevenberg and WhiteFace in the distance. Leaf peepers from Canada, France and all over the Northeast joined us after a 2.4 mile hike up. And with beautiful blue skys and temps in the low 70’s, the Germans pasty pale skin turned a bright shade of red as they whistled a youthful happy song. Undoubtedly, an ode to Beer that we’d share once we got back to the bottom.

Sonja Stark

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